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I'll eat when I get hungry |
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I'll drink when I get dry |
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If the life I live don't kill me |
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Then I guess I'll never die |
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I'll tune up my fiddle |
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I'll rosin up my bow |
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And find a girl to hold me tight |
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Anywhere I go |
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Corn liquor corn liquor's what I cry |
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If you don't give me corn liquor boy |
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Somebody's gonna die |
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Somebody's gonna die oh lord |
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Somebody's gonna die |
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If the creek it was corn liquor |
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And I was a government man |
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I'd drink the whole thing dry |
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And tell the folks "Do what you can" |
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Got a guitar in my left hand |
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Got a pistol in my right |
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And I don't give a good goddamn |
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If we play or if we fight |
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Corn liquor corn liquor's what I yell |
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If you don't give me corn liquor boy |
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Then I'll see you in hell |
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Corn liquor corn liquor's what I cry |
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If you don't give me corn liquor boy |
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Somebody's gonna die |
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Somebody's gonna die oh lord |
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Somebody's gonna die |
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If I spend all my money |
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My money's mine alone |
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And I ain't never killed a man |
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What he left me to my own |
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I'll make my own corn liquor |
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I'll grow my own smoke too |
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And if I drink and smoke till I can't stand up |
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What the hell is it to you |
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Corn liquor corn liquor's what I yell |
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If you don't give me corn liquor boy |
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Then I'll see you in hell |
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Corn liquor corn liquor's what I cry |
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If you don't give me corn liquor boy |
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Somebody's gonna die |
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Somebody's gonna die oh lord |
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Somebody's gonna die |
